Anti-Social Media

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In Chapter 1 of THE INVISIBLE GIRL, overweight teen Bettie Bee watches TV with her best friend, the rotund Lenny Schmerzler, both of whom are stuffing their faces with sweets, but what they don't realize is a group of popular kids are videotaping them and fat-shaming them online ...


EXT. SUBURBAN HOME - NIGHT
Crickets CHIRP over --

A small, quaint Craftsman bungalow
with a white picket fence.

One of a row of such homes
safely nestled on a bucolic,
picture-perfect suburban side street.
The stuff of bland.

INT. SUBURBAN HOME - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
A young GIRL (16) and BOY (16)
sit on opposite ends of a
big, sloppy couch watching
a movie on TV.

He’s got a pizza on his lap.
She’s got a giant container
of ice cream on hers.

GIRL
KILL ‘em. Kill ‘em ALL.

Meet BETTIE BEE.
A bit on the chubby side.

If it weren’t for her large ears
that stick out like fins,
she’d be quite cute.

The braces don’t help.
Neither does the short,
pixie haircut.

BOY
(hands in front of his eyes)
Let me know when it’s OVER --

Meet LONNY SCHMERZLER.
‘Fat’ would be a compliment.

His girth threatens to
overpower the couch.

Bettie’s best -- and only friend.
He sneaks a look between pudgy fingers.

LONNY
Oh my GOD.

BETTIE
But this is the best PART.

She SHOVELS IN a mouthful of ice cream --

BETTIE
(burbles)
Carrie gets REVENGE.

And as she speaks, some of it
DROOLS onto her chin.

ON THE TV
We see the climactic
prom scene from CARRIE.

Sissy Spacek is covered in BLOOD --
and is KILLING all the students
that teased her with telekinetic powers.

A FIRE HOSE rises up like a snake
and SHOOTS WATER at them --
causing the kids to FLY into the walls.

EXT. BETTIE’S HOUSE - FRONT YARD - NIGHT
Hiding in the bushes
is a YOUNG KID (17),
aiming a smart phone
at the living room window,
videotaping them.

Meet READY HAND,
a fresh-scrubbed,
good-looking jock type.

ON THE PHONE
We see ice cream drip
down Bettie’s chin.

READY (O.C.)
(whispers)
Sweet.

INT. ANOTHER SUBURBAN HOME - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Another JOCK (17) watches the
video stream on his smart phone.
Chugs a can of Lite Ice Draft.

Meet BRAD STIFLE, captain
of the football team.

You know -- and hate --
the type too well.

BRAD
This is fucking AWESOME.

His cell phone CHIRPS.
He picks up. Listens.

BRAD
Ready? Yeah. I’m watching it --
(listens)
I know. Anti-social media.
(listens)
EVERYBODY’S watching it? NICE.

INT. SUBURBAN GIRL’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Done up like some kind of
Hello Kitty nightmare from hell.

And who the hell has a
George Michael poster anymore?

Watching the stream on her phone
is MUFFIN HEATHER (17),
the most popular girl in school.

Heartbreakingly beautiful.
And mean as a junkyard dog.
She brays into her smart-phone.

MUFFIN
OMG. It’s feeding time at the ZOO.
(listens)
I KNOW. The fat leading the FAT.
(listens)
The White Precious? LMAO.
I SO did not hear you SAY that.
(looks at her phone)
Got another call, BRB --